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Desk Job

by GenericJoe <genericjoe@offthebeatenpath.org>

(MF FF MFF Fdom Office Equipment)

David looked furtively around as he unlocked the back door of Overman
Enterprises.  In one hand, he held a large bouquet of flowers that
completely obscured his face.  In the other hand, he turned the keys
he'd illicitly made copies of the night before.  "I hope this is
enough of a surprise," he thought as he slipped through the door.

The door shut and locked it behind him, as he made his way to Liana's
office.  The sun was still low over the surrounding trees, and only
the emergency lights were on, giving him just enough light to find her
office, but not enough to be identified, should he run into anyone
else.  Not that anyone else was here -- there were no cars in the
parking lot, not even his own, since he'd taken the bus here.

He located Li's corner office, and put the flowers on her secretary's
desk.  He took out the next copied key, and unlocked her office door. 
It was a nice office, completely enclosed and private, except for a
small glass window on the front.  Inside, the carpeting was lush, as
were all of the accommodations.

There was a nice abstract piece on the wall, and a huge, high-backed
commander's chair - leather, of course.  Li loved leather.  The
shelves were pricey and made from a dark rich wood.  But the
centerpiece of the office was the desk.  Beautiful mahogany wood, with
nice -- if narrow -- inner shelves.  It was also a very deep desk. 
Suitable for a Vice President of a company like Overman's, of course. 
But, what had really gotten his attention was the space underneath.

He'd noticed it at an office party a few weeks ago, and admired it,
but he'd largely forgotten about it until this weekend, when Liana and
commanded him to do something 'creative and surprising.' She seemed
really mad, and he felt like he was on the verge of losing her.  Then
something had just clicked into place and he'd smiled and agreed to do
it.

And it had better succeed, or he really was going to lose her.  He
checked his watch.  About half an hour before normal business hours.
He had some time.  Then all the lights came on, and he realized he
wasn't alone  Quickly he dived under the desk, getting into position 
"Now it's just a matter of time," he thought.

                              - o -

Liana Rains parked her BMW in her preferred spot, and walked to the
building where she worked. It was going to be a beautiful day, too bad
she had to work.  She could really use the time alone outside to
reflect on how things were going.  But she was a high-powered vice
president of Overman Enterprises, so there wasn't any chance of taking
a day off.

As she walked up to the entranceway, she checked herself over in the
reflective smoky glass outside their building.  She brushed her gray
skirt, and straightened her jacket. It wasn't very attractive, as an
outfit, but it was basically required dress code, and she had to set a
good example.  Of course, no one said what she had to wear underneath
it.

She smiled to herself at that, and continued on into the building.
Whenever she was having particular trouble with someone, she'd just
imagine their shock or lust if they only knew what she was--or
wasn't-- wearing under her outfit.  Most men were pigs, anyway, and it
gave her a sense of power over them.  In fact, she believed it gave
her the advantage she needed to get ahead.

Overman was a bit of an old-boys club, and it had been a lot of work
to get where she was.  Yet, she wouldn't have gotten as far as she did
if not for Eric Overman, the owner, CEO and overall big-shot.  He
seemed to respect her for what she could do, so when he'd offered her
the VP job, she jumped on it.

Now if only the men in her life were as easy to deal with as the men
at her office  Actually, most of them had been too easy to control. 
David, her current lover, thrived on the control, just as much as she
thrived on controlling him.  But she needed more from a long-term
lover.  If he was going to give himself to her, she wanted everything,
including the creativity he'd shown when they were first dating.

Once he settled into the safe, submissive role, he'd stopped taking
any initiative. And while that was fun, it didn't make for a long term
commitment.  She had been about to break up with him this weekend, but
he'd pleaded with her, and she'd relented. She decided he had a week
to show her some of that spark, to surprise and romance her.  If he
didn't, she'd cut him loose and start looking. "Actually," she
thought. "It might not be a bad idea to go ahead and start looking."

She walked to her office, and saw the flowers.  At first her heart
melted, but then she felt the steel door slam.  Flowers were just too
easy. He'd have to do better than that! But she took the flowers,
anyway, as she unlocked her office, and went inside.

She put the flowers on an unused corner of her desk, and pulled back
her leather chair, and settled into it.  She slid underneath, and felt
something with her foot. She rolled back, and saw David there
underneath her desk.

"Surprise," he said!

She felt her fury rise.  Of all the hair-brained stupid stunts! "What
are you doing here, David," she said, consciously keeping her voice
even.  Still, it nearly came out as a growl.

David seemed taken aback, but he just lowered his head. "I'm hear to
serve, Ma'am," he said.

"Like this?" she asked. "And you thought this would be a good idea?"

David shuddered, and shrunk further back under the desk.

                              - o -

David waited for forty-five minutes before he heard the door to the
outer office unlatch.  He could feel his hard-on pressing against his
jeans as he knelt below the desk.  "This was it! Boy was she going to
happy!" he thought to himself.

He heard what must have been the flowers thunk quietly on the desk,
then saw the chair slowly move back, and then Li sit down in it.  He
whispered, "Surprise!" and she seemed to jump back in shock.

"What are you doing here, David?" she asked, the anger apparent in her
voice.

"Oh my God, I fucked up," thought David. "She's really mad." He took a
couple of deep breaths, and gathered himself together.  Perhaps it
would be best if he settled down on old forms?  He looked down at the
ground, and calmly said, "I'm here to serve, Ma'am."

But it didn't seem to work. "Like this?" she asked, her voice taking
on a condescending tone. "And you thought this would be a good idea?"

David shuddered to himself  "Now I've lost her," he thought.  Tears
began to form in his eyes, which he still kept downcast.  "I'm sorry,
Mistress," he choked out.

"I mean it," she said  "You know the rules. If you are at my feet you
are naked . You need to rectify this situation immediately." She
rolled back in her chair to give him room.

David sighed in relief, and then risked a glance up to her face/  Li
still scowled down at him. He wasn't out of the woods yet.  She could
still be mad at him, and be planning some sort of sadistic punishment.
Still, he was here.  In for a penny, in for a pound.

David pulled off his T-shirt, hitting his hands against the pull out
drawer in the center of her desk, causing an audible "thunk." 

"You need to make less noise, David. You wouldn't want anyone to
realize you are here."

He closed his eyes, took another deep breath. No, he wasn't out of the
water yet.  David managed to get out of the rest of his clothes
without incident, all while he was still under the desk.  He folded
them, and put the clothes at her feet, like an offering.  She leaned,
opened a drawer, scooped up the clothes, and dropped them in, shoes
and all.  David heard the tinkle of keys, then saw her lock his
clothes in the drawer.

"There," she said.  "That ought to give you something to think about."

David felt that sinking feeling deep in the pit of his stomach.  He
didn't have a key to her desk.  Well, he did, it was locked in the
drawer with his pants.  He wasn't getting out of here without her
help, and she wasn't exactly happy about it.

She rolled forward, so that her chair was partially under the desk,
then slid forward on the chair, sitting on its edge.  David saw her
foot approach him, and he leaned down and he kissed the inside of her
ankle, showing obeisance.

He heard the beep of the computer, as it came on, and saw her move her
leg, impatiently. David realized he better get to work, and lowered
his lips to her high-heeled shoes.

                              - o -

Liana smiled to herself as she felt David's tongue on her shoes and
ankle.  "This might actually be fun," she thought.  The hint of danger
was part of it, certainly, and David would pay for exposing her to
that.  But, she had that under control now, and a nice little slaveboy
at her feet.

She logged into the system, and called up her email, checking her
schedule.  David switched from one foot to the other, caressing them
with his tongue.  Liana slipped out of her shoes, and leaned back to
look at her lover under the desk.  "You're going to like this David,
it looks like I'm in meetings all morning, starting at nine."

David moaned, whether out of excitement of fear she didn't know, and
she wasn't sure she cared, either.  He began sucking on her toes
through the stockings she wore, one at a time.  When he finished with
one foot, he moved to the other and gave it the same treatment.

Liana checked the time.  It was 8:30  That didn't leave much time  She
tapped the inside of her thigh, and David stopped what he was doing. 
He slid his head up inside her gray wool skirt, and kissed her thigh,
right along the edge of her stocking.

What a good choice she'd picked for today -- she hadn't realized how
good.  Her green garter, stockings and no panties  She couldn't have
planned it better if she'd have known.

David began kissing and licking at her thighs.  She wrapped her legs
around him, and pulled him forward.  "You have twenty minutes to get
me off, David.  I need to come before my next appointment."

Urged on by her words, and her stockinged legs which were wrapped
around his back, pulling him up, inside her skirt, between her thighs.
David slid his tongue out, and between her engorged labia.  Liana let
out small gasp as his tongue parted her nether lips -- she had trained
him so well from his first clumsiness.

David began in earnest thin, licking up from her hole to her clit,
taking in her pussy juices like they were the nectar of the gods, and
sending little shocks of pleasure through her.

Liana gazed out of her small window, watching as her subordinates
settled into places, got coffee or chit-chatted.  The first hour of
the morning was hers, and they ignored her.  She smiled to herself as
she again focused on David's ministrations.  "Ten more minutes,
David."

He began to attack her clit then, flicking it harder and faster,
circling it with his tongue.  She fought to maintain composure, but to
also let the orgasm take her. She gripped the arms of her chair, and
tightened her legs, pulling David closer.

"Yesssss...." she hissed as David found the right spot and rhythm.
"Keep doing that." Her orgasm built and built, she squeezed him
tighter to her, so tight he let out a grunt in surprise and pain.  But
he kept up his excellent tongue-work, throwing her over the edge.

"Ngggggggt...." she groaned, barely keeping her normally loud orgasm
in check. She felt her lower body shudder and shake as she fought to
maintain control.  Then Liana abruptly spread her legs, and slid back,
ejecting David from her skirt.

He lay at her feet, gasping for breath  "You OK?" she asked.

He nodded, gasping, still unable to talk.

"Better slide forward, dear, here comes my first appointment."

Her intercom buzzed, and Liana pressed the button. "Show Mr. Simmons
in," she said to her secretary.

                              - o -

David shrunk deeper under the large mahogany desk as he heard the door
swing open and someone walk in.  Li slid forward with her chair, back
under the desk and said, "Mr. Simmons, please sit down.  Why don't you
tell me what is on your mind this morning?"

David concentrated on keeping his breath shallow and quiet, and barely
heard what Mr. Simmons was saying.  His attention was further split
when he felt Li's stocking-covered foot rub up and down on his cock,
which was hard -- and had been since he crawled under the desk.

He had to admit this seemed to be turning out well.  He was a little
cramped, but if Li was giving him stimulation, then he must be
pleasing her at least a little bit.  His hopes swelled as he realized
that also meant he wouldn't be losing her.  If that was so, spending
the morning underneath her desk wasn't such a high price to pay, after
all.

He bit his knuckle in order to remember to keep quiet, as his Mistress
idly played with his cock and balls, rubbing them up and down, or
pressing them with her feet.  Eventually, Mr. Simmons left,  She
looked down at him, "You like that?"

David just nodded, his hour of enforced silence and overall state of
arousal making him incapable of conversation.

"Only two more to go before lunch," she said smiling  "You're doing so
good."

She brought both of her feet to his groin, and wrapped his cock with
them, and slowly began masturbating him with her feet.  David sighed,
relaxing into her touch.  He could feel his orgasm building when the
intercom beeped.

"Yes?" said Li.

"Ms. Shoemaker is here," came the voice -- certainly Li's secretary.

Li sighed, and said, "Send her in, there's no point in putting off the
inevitable."

David sighed inwardly -- his release would have to come later.  And
he'd be stuck under here for another two hours.  Then he could tell
her about the lunch plans he had for them, and he could get out from
under here.

Li returned to gently rubbing his cock with one foot, as the door
clicked open.  David heard a tremulous voice say, "Miz Rains?  You
wanted to see me?"

Li's foot went rigid against him, and started pressing.  "Yes, Ms.
Shoemaker.  Take a seat." David's eyes went wide as he recognized the
tone in Liana's voice.  That the voice she used anytime he had
displeased her and he was going to be punished.

His assumptions were confirmed as Liana went into a diatribe about her
employee's faults and what she needed to be doing.  From the sound of
her voice, the other woman, obviously afraid, was crying softly as Li
chewed her out.

Li's foot began to beat a staccato rhythm against him, jabbing and
pressing and teasing his cock and balls.  At one point he "oofed" in
surprise as her other foot found his stomach.  After that he again
jammed a knuckle between his teeth.

While Li's anger and actions were directed at another person, it still
excited him for her to use him like this, to get her anger and stress
out.  Some of the pain even felt good, as the ball of her foot pressed
down on his balls, smashing them against his skin.  His cock gave it's
vote of confidence, rigidly pointing towards his Mistress.

Eventually the other woman left, and Li rolled back again.

"You gave her a chewing out," David said. "And took some of it out on
me."

"You don't seem to have minded much," Li said, her gaze flickering to
his cock.

"No, not really," he said with a wry smile.

"Good," she said. "Because, you've still got to pay for coming here
today.  And if you keep making noise, we're both going to get in a lot
of trouble."

"I'm sorry, it's just that..."

"No excuses, David," she said, silencing him with a gaze.  She grabbed
her keys, and unlocked her lower cabinet, and pulled out one of his
socks, and one of his shoes  She tossed the shoe to him. "Unlace
that," she commanded.

He did so quickly, and she tied a knot in the sock.  When he was done
unlacing his shoe, she slid the knot between his lips and used the
shoelace to tie it around his head  "Primitive," she said, eyeing her
handiwork.  "But it will work, right?"

He nodded in answer.  His sock -- a white cotton tube sock -- was not
the most tasty thing, and it smelled a bit off.  At least it was a
clean sock.  He shuddered to think what it would have been like if
he'd worn it all day.

Li took the shoe back and locked it back in the cabinet.  "I'll be
right back," she said, and stood up.

She slid the chair under her desk, and left her office.

David sighed to himself. Now would be the perfect time to get dressed
again, and get out of here. Of course she'd punish him if he did it,
but it sounded like he was due punishment anyway.  But wait, that
wouldn't work -- all his clothes were still locked in the drawer.

He sighed, and just resigned himself to waiting through the next
appointment.  A knock came on the door, and then it swung open.  Why
would Li knock on the door?

Then he heard a female voice from outside the office. "I'll just leave
it on her desk, she'll can read it when she gets back," she said.

"Oh, my God," he thought. "Someone else is coming into the office."

                              - o -

Liana smiled to herself as she stepped out of the office/  That last
meeting, which she had been dreading, had been much easier with David
there beneath her desk.  That and the good orgasm that morning had
made her relax.  She was still angry at him, but at least he'd done
something  It wasn't the most intelligent thing, but it was
reminiscent of the creativity and excitement that he'd shown when they
were first together -- the thing that had attracted her to him in the
first place.

It was a pity that she'd still have to punish him for putting her at
such a risk.  He still hadn't quite learned the lesson -- submissives
weren't there to do whatever they were told, they were there to please
their masters -- or mistresses.  They weren't there to be pleasured --
if they were true submissives, their master's pleasure would be
enough.  David might be a true submissive -- or he might be
desperately trying to hang onto this relationship.  Either way, Liana
thought, I will get what I need.

She stepped out of her office, and stood next to her secretary's desk 
"Janet," she said, turning to the secretary.  "I've had something come
up, and I have to run a couple of errands before lunch.  My next
meeting is my weekly update with Carol... Cancel the meeting, but get
the report from her, and I'll read it later, OK?"

"Sure thing, Ms. Rains.  I know how you love those meetings," she
said.

"Sorry to stick you with the onerous duty of dealing with Carol, but
-- "

"Hey, you're the boss."

Liana nodded.  There was nothing to say to that, she was the boss. 
Both here, and at home. And David would be realizing it soon enough.

She walked out of the building, and to her car.  Her home was twenty
minutes away, which gave her enough time to pick up the things she
needed, and run through a drive through before lunch.  She guessed
she'd have to pick David up something as well.  "Oh, well," she said
to herself, "It's just another thing that he'll have to pay for."

                              - o -

He heard the door open, and click shut, and then someone walking
around the mahogany desk.  David huddled deep inside the desk,
mentally repeating the mantra, "Don't notice me, I'm not here" over
and over in his mind.  A beautiful pair of stockinged legs, in
three-inch black heels appeared in front of him.  A nice pair of legs,
surely, but definitely not Li's.  Who was this?

"Ahh," she said, "I wonder what Miz Rains has here?" David saw the
chair move back, and the woman -- whoever she was -- sat down in it. 
Luckily, she didn't pull under the desk. Instead she turned in the
chair, and David heard her typing as she worked on Liana's computer.

The whole thing was strange -- but probably not as strange as a naked,
gagged man underneath Liana's desk, so he continued to huddle there,
and hope against hope that whoever this woman was, that she wouldn't
notice him.  He kept his breath even, and shallow, and tried not to
move too much.  He could hear his heart beating loudly in his ears as
he waited.

After a few moments, the woman got up, and left, leaving some papers
on the desk.  David relaxed.  How long had she been here?  Where was
Li?  He shifted a bit, still careful of the noise he made -- he wasn't
sure he was really alone, there was no way to tell.  And he waited. 
And waited some more.

He was beginning to get worried.  Did she just leave him here?  He
thought about putting on his clothes, and leaving, but then they'd
never get to their lunch plans.  He had gotten them reservations at a
nice hotel downtown, and at the restaurant there.  At the very least,
they would eat a good lunch.  Otherwise, a bag of their toys were in
his trunk, ready to be hauled up to the room for a more diverting
luncheon.

He smiled to himself -- as well as he could with the sock in his
mouth, anyway -- Liana would be so surprised.

Whenever she got back, anyway.

Where the hell was she?

                              - o -

Liana pulled back into the parking lot of Overman Enterprises.  She
was a bit frustrated -- David had put away most of the toys somewhere.
However, she was able to find a few things that she had been looking
for, including two toys David didn't even know about yet.

She chuckled to herself.  Too bad she'd been gone so long -- she'd
have to work late tonight.  She grabbed the duffel with the toys in
it, and slung it over her shoulder.  Then she grabbed the Taco Bell
she'd picked up, along with drinks and headed into the building.  As
she balanced all of that, she though, "Just another thing he'll have
to pay for." Normally, he'd be carrying this stuff.

Her secretary was already gone to lunch, which was just as well. 
Janet would have realized she had too much food.  Liana went in and
sat her desk. David was huddling as deep inside the desk as possible 
"Come out, honey," she said  "I've got some stuff for us."

As soon as she spoke, he relaxed and came to her.  She put her hands
behind his head untied the bow tie that held the sock in place.  Then
she pulled out the now-wet sock from his mount.  "You OK?" she asked 
She'd left him in similar bondage before, for longer.  However, he
still seemed shaken.

"Wh-where did you go?" he asked.

"I got us some things from the house, and some lunch."

"Lunch?  B-but I--" he slumped then

"What is it, David?"

"I had reservations for us downtown, for lunch at Max'," he said.

"That place in Adam's Mark Hotel?" she asked.

He nodded  "And a hotel room there, too."

"I see.  So what were you hoping for, David?  Did you actually think I
would cut my day in half, and take you up to the hotel room?  That I'd
just leave my job so I could play with you, and stroke your cock? 
Especially after this stupid stunt that you pulled today?" He shrunk
back into the desk then. "David, David.  It's all well and good to do
things like this.  But, and I mean but, it's much better if you check
it with me first.  I hope you didn't waste too much money." She
sighed.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," he whimpered  "I guess I better go then."

"No, David, you can't go.  Someone will see you.  You'll have to wait.
It's just one of the things you are going to have to do to make this
right." She took his tacos and placed them on top of their wrappers on
the floor  "Hands behind your back," she said.  He complied, locking
his fingers together, his hands at the small of his back.  "Now eat,"
she said.

Liana could feel her pussy spasm as she looked down at the man at her
feet.  She was still mad at him, and seeing him humiliate himself this
way, just to get back with her... well it made her really hot.  It was
a start down a new path for him.  And judging by his arousal, a path
he would go willingly.

                              - o -

David did the best he could to eat the tacos that Liana had brought
him.  It was hard to eat without his hands, and he wasn't particularly
fond of Mexican food anyway -- it was too spicy.  At least the drink
she'd gotten him had a straw, otherwise he'd have to lap it up.  At
the thought of that idea, he felt his cock twitch.  Despite -- and
perhaps because of -- all the problems he'd had today, and the way
Liana was treating him, he just got more and more aroused. 

Liana ran her hand down his back as he ate, and he shivered with
pleasure from it.  "I really will do anything for her," he thought to
himself.  "Where does that leave me?" Her hand ran back up his back,
and through his hair, tugging at his head for a moment.  His cock
tightened again, and he knew he was right where he wanted to be.

He finished eating, and Liana wasn't long after him completing. He
heard her pull something out of her new bag, and then mess with it a
bit.  She tugged at his hair again, and he looked up at her.  "Done,
David?" she asked  David nodded, and she continued  "Good, then, clean
yourself up."

He unclasped his hands, and took the napkins and wiped off his face,
and threw away the wrappers and cup.  "Now, David, was there anything
else that you needed to tell me?"

She already knew all of his plans for the evening, there wasn't much
else to say -- but wait, there was  "Yes, there is," David said. "Some
woman came in your office, right after you left."

"Yes, I see Carol left the reports for me."

"Well, that's not all," he continued.  "She got on your computer for a
bit."

"Did she see you?"

"I don't think so, I hid as well as I could."

"I just hope it's enough, David."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Well, I've got a new toy for you.  Come here."  He moved closer until
he saw it.  It was double-headed penis gag: both a gag for him in the
shape of a penis, but there was also a penis facing outward.  He could
imagine his head between Liana's legs as she fucked it, and he just
got hotter.  There was something red on the mouth part of the gag,
that he couldn't recognize.

"I can see you're fascinated, David.  I was going to use this soon,
but when we were having problems, I changed my mind.  Today it's going
to be one of my instruments of torture.  I've covered it some of the
hot sauce I got in lunch.  I know how you love them so much.  Just be
glad I didn't have a chance to run by the grocer's."

She slid the gag into his mouth, and quickly buckled it in.  He tasted
the hot sauce, and it burned his mouth. He yelled into the gag, but
only muffled sounds escaped.  "Well, dear, I see it successfully keeps
you quiet.  Why don't you put that thing to work, huh?"

She slid her legs wide, and David slipped between her legs, sliding
the dildo into her wet pussy.  The taste was awful, and worse, as she
began to thrust onto the dildo, pushing the gag deeper into his mouth.
"Oh, yes," she said.  "This is very good."

She wrapped her hands around his head, and pulled it even closer,
pounding his head back and forth against her crotch, as she fucked
herself with the gag-dildo.  "That's good, but I want one more
thing..." she said, as she released his head.  She reached behind her
computer and unplugged the mouse  She handed him the plug end.  "Tie
this around your cock and balls, David.  My leash was evidently
missing."

It was at the hotel, where he'd left the car, he'd packed it himself. 
There was no way to tell her now, so he just took the mouse and
wrapped it tightly around his balls, enjoying the tight sensation. 
Liana took the mouse itself in hand, and yanked it, pulling his balls,
pulling him closer.  Again she spread her legs, one hand pulling on
his hair, while the other pulled on the mouse attached to his balls.

The gag went in easily, and it wasn't long before Liana was coming
again, groaning loudly, as her teeth grated together so she wouldn't
make too much noise.  "Very good, very good my little slave," she said
"I guess I need to go deal with Carol, now.  You go hide again, and
I'll lock my door so no one can enter."

David sighed, his raging hard-on once more ignored.  His body shook
with need, normally she would have gotten him off by now.  He closed
his eyes and took a deep breath  At least he was able to be of service
to her. 

That was all that could matter right now, the only thing that would
save him -- and them.  So long as she realized he would be there for
her, no matter what.  And now, he knew he would be, as he shook with
need for her, need like he'd never felt before.

                              - o -

Liana sighed as she strode over to Carol's office.  She opened the
door, and leaned in to the other woman's office.  Liana didn't like
her much, Carol only did the minimum necessary to retain her position:
she was efficient and capable, but she never did more than she had to.
On top of that, the woman was an immense bore, their weekly meetings
one of the worst parts of her day.

She had congratulated herself on getting out of this week's meeting
with the woman, but that had perhaps caused an even worse problem. 
And perhaps not, that was really the question, wasn't it?

"Hi, Carol," Liana said.

"Ms. Rains.  I see you got my reports."

"Yes.  In the future you can just leave them with Janet."

"Oh, I'd much rather return them to you personally," Carol said  "It
is fairly sensitive information, you know.  In the wrong hands who
knows what would happen?"

Liana stared her down.  She knew, and Liana knew it. "I think Janet is
completely trustworthy, or I wouldn't have hired her."

"I'm sure Janet is perfectly trustworthy," Carol said  "It wasn't her
I was questioning."

"Carol," Liana said, looking her in the eye, "We do have a security
problem, don't we?  After all you were using my computer -- with my
access.  I think you are the security problem."

"Me!?! You have a lot of gall, considering..."

"Considering what, Carol?  Are you going to admit you went into my
office and sat at my desk?  You can't hold something over me without
me having something over you -- I saw which accounts you were looking
at."

"I could take us both down, just like that." Carol snapped her
fingers.

And that was the question, Liana thought  "So why not, Carol?  See
something there you liked?" Liana watched as Carol's eyes grew big,
and wary.  "Somewhere you'd like to be?" Carol looked down at the
floor.  "That's it, isn't it," Liana said, pressing her point. "You
wanted to be caught.  You wanted to be in trouble..."

Carol's shoulders slumped, and she looked down at the floor.  "My last
job... my last boss, she was my Mistress.  She caught me doing
something wrong, and punished me." She looked up at Liana, "It was the
best sex I'd ever had." Looking back down at the floor, she continued,
"I had heard rumors about you, and since I report to you...So, yeah, I
tried to get in trouble with you, but you never responded.  When I saw
him...under there, I was going to report you, just to get back at you
not noticing me, but... I couldn't." She looked back at Liana, her
eyes pleading.

Liana thought about this.  She knew Carol's old boss through the kink
community, but she'd never known her to play at work.  That was news,
and since she was technically a competitor... well, things were
looking up.

"Carol," she said  "I need to think about this.  I think we understand
each other: I won't mention your breach of security, and you won't
mention my office guest. I also think we had an appointment today. 
I'm rescheduling for four o'clock, is that acceptable?"

"Y-yes."

"Good, come well prepared, Carol.  I expect this meeting to be more
productive than our previous meetings."

Carol nodded slowly, Liana thought she saw a tear on her cheek.

                              - o -

David heard the door unlock, and got very still, and hid far under the
desk.  He was beginning to get cramped up from staying under here, but
this was where Liana wanted him, so here he was.  He saw her sit down
in her chair, just her shoes, legs and skirt.  She lifted her skirt,
and tapped the inside of her thigh.

David moved forward, and nestled his cheek against her thigh.  He felt
her hands on his hair.  "David, I want you to know that I'm not mad at
you." He felt a great weight lift off of him then, as she continued to
speak.  "I'm frustrated with you, because you haven't been putting
enough of your own energy into our relationship -- although what
you've done today changes that a lot. You've still got a long way to
go.  And I hope you know that from now on you will check these
escapades with me."

David nodded, rubbing his cheek against her thigh.  Liana squeezed his
head between her thighs.  "Good.  I'm only going to ask you to be good
for a little while longer, say, an hour or so.  Then we'll do what we
can to get you out of here.  I'm also going to promise you a real
treat today.  But for right now, I want to feel your hand inside me. 
Make me come again, David."

She lifted up in her chair, and pushed the skirt up so that she was
sitting bare-assed on the chair.  David easily slid three of his
fingers inside of her, and he felt her clench down on them as he did
so.  "Yesss..." she said  "Just like that." He slid his fingers in and
out slowly, paying attention to her reaction, and wondering what had
changed.

Did it have to do with Carol?  With something that had happened at
lunch?  He wasn't sure, but he was glad.  Liana was going to keep him,
and he was getting a special treat.  Tears began to flow down his face
as he knew that she still wanted him, that he was still hers, and that
he could still please her so well.

"More..." she said, breaking him out of his reverie, and he slid his
fourth finger into her wet pussy.  She was getting really wet, and
beginning to come, around his hand.  Just little ones, he could feel
her shudders, she was getting read for him, getting ready for his
whole hand. 

He looked up at her, as he thrust his fingers in and out of her
sopping cunt, and she nodded.  If not for the gag, he would have
smiled.  He cupped his hand, and slid all five fingers inside her.  He
could feel the walls of her cunt pressing against his knuckles as he
began slowly twisting his hand inside her, trying to get more and more
inside. 

Every few twists, he felt her pussy clench down on his hand, and her
legs and body shake with orgasm  He would stop then, for a moment,
waiting for it to subside, and then it would begin again.  As he
pushed, his knuckles, and the bridge of his hand slid inside his
Mistress, and his fingers curled into a fist. 
"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes," she said, muttering as she shook.

One of her feet, still in it's shoe, found his cock, and pressed on
it.  David grunted at the pain and sensation, but kept flexing his
hand as his Mistress came over and over around it.  She grabbed the
desk tightly with one hand, turning her knuckles white, as the
overpowering orgasm took her.  "Nnnngggg..." she cried out from around
her other hand as she tried not to make too much noise for the office
to hear.

                              - o -

Liana slowly recovered, then asked David to come out from under the
desk.  "I'm going to tie you up a bit more, David, just to be sure. 
Hopefully when you are out of this bondage, and out of my office,
you'll have learned your lesson." She dug around her bag, and found a
leather mask, and some earplugs.  She put them on him, careful to
slide the mask around the cock-gag.  The mask turned David's head into
a mass of smooth leather, except where the cock gag stuck out of his
mouth.

She'd tried this before and knew that he couldn't really hear her
anymore, which suited her needs perfectly.  She turned him around, and
used a leather restraint to bind his arms behind him.  She then got
out a small cord and bound up his cock and balls -- not as tight as
she would have liked, but he had to stay under there for a while yet. 
And she didn't want him coming by "accident."  Then she guided him
back under her desk, and had him get in a fetal position, where she
then bound his legs.  He could still stretch out, but he was right
where she wanted him. 

Now all that was left was to get through the rest of her day.  The
first order of business was to figure out what Carol had done, and
undo it.  That proved easier that she'd expected -- Carol had left an
obvious paper trail, which would have led right to her.  Undoing it
was easy -- wiping the traces that it had ever happened from the
system, well that was harder.  Still, Liana had a friend in the IT
department, and a simple phone call, an apology for "training someone
on the wrong server", and the whole thing was quite literally gone.

At 3:45, a knock came on the door, and Carol's head appeared from
around it.  "Hello, Ms. Rains... I hope you don't mind that I'm early
for my meeting?"

Liana smiled  "No, Carol, why don't you take a seat." Liana motioned
to one of the two visitor chairs, as she stood.  She poked her head
out "Janet, this is my last appointment for the day, correct?"

"That's right."

"OK, well this is going to be a long one.  If you want to head on
home, go ahead.  I'll close up shop."

"Of course, Ms. Rains."

"And Janet..."

"Yes?"

"See you at the club this weekend?"

"Of course." Janet smiled, and gathered her stuff together.  "I
thought you'd figured it out."

"Well, masks don't hide your voice, or your figure.  Take care."

"I will, you too."

Liana waited as she watched Janet leave, then she went back into the
office and locked the door.  She walked back around to her desk, and
sat down.  She took off one of her shoes, and began to caress David's
leg, encouraging him to straighten out.  "Well, Carol, you've got ten
minutes before our appointment officially begins, is there anything
you want to say?"

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Carol asked timidly.

"Do what?"

"Beat me, dominate me, take me on as ... " her voice trailed off,
unsure.

"As what?  What do you want?"

"As... I need to be owned, Ms Rains.  Whatever that means.  I don't
know why you'd want me, why you'd agree to take me on."

"I haven't agreed yet, but I can tell you this.  I look forward to
beating you, and punishing you.  You've been a royal pain in my ass
since you started here, and I'm going to start by taking that out on
you.  Then, if you are still interested... well, today, I've
discovered the benefits of having an office slave -- and I think it
would be easier with someone who actually belonged here." It was too
bad David wasn't able to hear this, she thought, and smiled.

"I see," Carol said  "I will do my best to please you."

Liana smiled.  With some people, it was so easy.  It was too bad that
the woman had chosen such a round-about way of throwing herself at
her.  Liana wondered why that was, perhaps she'd find out some day,
but today there were more important things to do.  "Well, we still
have five minutes, what say we go ahead and get started."

Carol nodded almost imperceptibly, and Liana stood, and walked around
her desk  "Stand," she said.  Carol stood  "Take it off."

"Now?  Here?"

"Now. Here.  If I'm going to be buying some goods, I want to see what
they are." She slapped the other woman on the ass.  "Take it off, all
of it."

Liana watched as the other woman seemed unsure where to begin.  She
really wasn't bad looking, she had wavy blonde hair and a pretty face.
Her hands were well manicured, and her legs were nice -- although
they'd look better in heels.  And she seemed to have a nice figure. 
Liana smiled to herself knowing she'd soon know for sure.

Carol grabbed the hem of her dress, and pulled it off over her head. 
She draped it over her chair.  She was wearing a white cotton bra and
panties, as well as pantyhose.  Liana shook her head.  That would have
to change.

Carol kicked off her shoes, and slid the pantyhose off, draping them
over her dress.  Then she seemed to slow down.  "All of it," she said
to Liana.

"Yes. All of it.  Come on Carol.  You can't tell me your last boss
never had you naked in her office." Carol blushed and Liana smiled. 
This was always the best part.  The first time they got naked for you,
you could see so much, how much it embarrassed them, how uncomfortable
they were.  Carol wasn't too uncomfortable, but she was obviously a
little shy.

Carol reached around behind her, thrusting her breasts out as her
hands sought the bra's clasp.  Liana reached out, and grabbed her
wrists, admiring the other woman's cleavage.  "Oh so nice," she
whispered into Carol's ear.  "And soon to be so much nicer..."  Liana
let her hands go, and Carol, blushing even more took off her bra.

Her nipples were large and pointy, form like little pebbles. Liana
brushed her hands over them, and the other woman shuddered.  "So you
do like this," she said teasingly  "Just one more piece to go."

Carol was still blushing as she slid her panties off.  Liana walked
around the woman so she could see everything.  "So nice, so nice," she
said, squeezing Carol's asscheeks as she did  "I'm going to enjoy
bruising that."

Carol stood back up, and Liana walked up to her, and grabbed one of
her breasts in one hand and her ass in another.  "Nice," she said. 
"You might be worth my time and effort."

"Thank you, Miss," Carol said.

"And polite, too." She stepped away, and walked around the woman. 
Liana sniffed.  "Is that your arousal I smell?  Are you wet?"

"Yes.." Carol said.  Liana chuckled, and slid a finger between the
woman's legs, confirming it.

"Tell me, Carol, are you a lesbian or bisexual?  Have you had Masters
and Mistresses?"

"I'm st-straight," Carol said.

"You're straight?  I don't believe that for a minute.  Taste this,
Carol." She slid her wet finger between the other woman's lips.  "That
is you, that is you getting hot because of another woman.  I don't
think you're straight  You enjoy this too much."

Carol sucked on her finger, moaning as she did.  When Liana slid her
finger out, Carol said, "For vanilla sex, I'm only interested in men."

"Ahh, but for this, you don't care?"

Carol nodded.

"You have to have it, don't you?  Vanilla sex doesn't do it for you,
does it?"

"No, I mean, yes I have to have it."

Liana leaned into the other woman, and whispered in her ear. "I think
you're just a slut.  A nasty little slut." Liana squeezed her nipple
as she said it.  Carol gasped.  "Say it, is it true, Carol are you a
slut?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?" Liana took both hands and began squeezing the blonde
woman's nipples.

"Yes, I'm a slut, I'm a nasty slut who'll do anything for someone,
anyone who will dominate me."

"Are you horny now slut?  Do you want to come?"

"Yes, yes, I do. Please..."

"Well, Carol, that's good to know, because I know I'll have your
attention.  We still haven't gone over these reports." Liana sat down
in the other visitor chair, and motioned for Carol to do so as well. 
She grabbed the reports, and stuck her stockinged foot between the
Carol's thighs as she did it.

                              - o -

David had tried counting breaths.  Then just counting, but he got
lost.  Occasionally he'd zone out, but then he'd feel Li's feet
touching him, and be called back.  He didn't know how much time had
passed, hours he thought, but he wasn't sure.  Finally, he felt her
stretching him out, and he rolled out his legs.  Then she was gone,
gone for a long time.

The next thing he knew, he felt lips around his cock. Oh, God, she
hadn't done this for a while.  They hadn't even had sex for longer
than that, although she'd allowed him to masturbate.  This was really
unexpected.  Not that he really thought about it.  He groaned around
the cock gag, as she slid her mouth up and down his cock. He bucked
up, then felt hands on his hips, holding him down.

He fought to be still, and the mouth was gone from his cock.  Then
felt the zipper on the mask slowly get undone.  The sections blocking
his ears were cleared, and he felt the earplugs coming undone.  She
was giving him his hearing back.  His focus, though was still at his
cock, where Li had returned.  He groaned now, as he heard the slurping
sounds and his own moans.

Then the lips were gone, and he felt movement.  Li was climbing over
him, he could feel... he could feel her pussy slowly sliding down his
cock.  He moaned out load, and then he heard laughter from above him.
It was Li, laughing at his need, he knew.

She began riding him then, very slowly.  Then something very strange
happened  He heard a whip fly through the air, and slap on the person
above him.  That couldn't be Li, she'd never allow anyone to do that? 
"Hunh?" he tried to say around the gag, and again he heard Li's
laughter, but this time from beside him.

"You thought it was me fucking you David?  You haven't earned that
yet.  But you have earned a good orgasm, and Carol here is going to
make sure you have one, aren't you, dear?"

"Yes, Ma'am," came a new voice from about him.  He wondered what was
going on, but not for long, as the whip strokes came, and the woman
cried out, and sped up her task, riding his cock.

It wasn't the most comfortable position.  He was on his back, his arms
were tied behind him, so they hurt pretty bad.  But that was good, in
a way, just making him harder.  His legs were tied together too, so he
really couldn't move well. 

And then, around his cock, there was this amazing sensation, Carol's
wet cunt as she rode up and down on him.  When Li's whip would connect
with her back, or her ass, the woman would jerk, and he'd feel it all
through his cock.  After a while, when the whip came, Carol's cunt
would clench, tightening down on him, and then she'd go faster, and
he'd cry out.

When Carol finally got into a rhythm, and he was trying to meet her,
he felt the whip move down, striking between him and Carol, on his
cock, and balls, and her pussy lips.  He could hear Carol's quick
breaths, and knew she had to be close to orgasm.  He wasn't sure he
could last much longer, himself, after the long day.

"OK, my pretties," Liana said  "I want you to do one more thing for
me.  I want you to come." She hit them with the whip on the word come,
and David felt the final release, as she shot his huge load of come
into Carol.  Then she began to shudder and shake, as she orgasmed on
top of him.

Finally she collapsed on him, and he had to roll her off, his arms
hurt so bad.  Liana leaned over him, and whispered into his ear "I
promised you a treat, hon.  Is that hotel room still open?" He nodded.

"Good, then, let's get out of here."

She undid the bondage, and they all got dressed.  David was a bit
embarrassed to finally see Carol -- she really was quite attractive. 
And while she'd seen him completely naked and bound, he hadn't
actually seen her before they were having sex.  Something about the
idea got to him, and he could feel his hard-on returning despite the
workout it already had.

"Carol," Liana said. "David's been kind enough to get us all a place
to play for the night.  I believe he's also got some of my toys, so
we'll have quite a bit to play with.  Shall we all go?"

Carol nodded, "Whatever you want, Ma'am."

"Wherever you go, Mistress, I will follow."

Liana smiled at him, and gave him a hug.  David let out a deep breath,
and the three of them walked out of Overman Enterprises, together.

Desk Job (c)2002 GenericJoe
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